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Updated: June 7, 2025
Shall I surprise the reader if I tell him that this problem filled me with the most eager interest, that it held me for weeks in contemplation before that cheerless wall? Nevertheless, my tale will be a short one. On several occasions I see the Pompilus suddenly fling herself on one of the Spider's legs, seize it with her mandibles and endeavour to draw the animal from its tube.
I ought to have stopped in the tent, according to the wise old mother's advice, given sincerely, for prudence counselled her to strike her canvas and be gone. There I should have lain, interested in the progress of a bee, the course of a beetle or a cloud, a spider's business, and the shaking of the gorse and the heather, until good health had grown out of thoughtlessness.
Each piece was a little way beyond the next one, and Mappo kept on walking along slowly as he picked them up. Finally he saw a very large piece. He reached for it with his paw, and then, all at once something happened. Something like a big spider's web seemed to fall down out of a tree right over Mappo. In an instant he was all tangled up his paws and tail were caught.
"And those powers," said Christian, "are unlimited as ever; and with thy assistance, thou shalt see the strongest meshes that the laws of civil society ever wove to limit the natural dignity of man, broke asunder like a spider's web."
To a poor soul entangled in a perfect spider's web of doubt and mistrust, our Blessed Father wrote the following consoling words: "To try and discover whether or not your heart is pleasing to God is a thing you must not do, though you may undoubtedly try to make sure that His Heart is pleasing to you.
"That's right!" nodded the Old Un heartily, shaking the Spider's unresisting hand again, "marriage ain't love, an' love ain't marriage. Wot's the old song say: "'Oh, love is like a bloomin' rose But marriage is a bloomin' thorn. An 'usband 's full o' bloomin' woes An' 'caves a bloomin' sigh each morn " "Why, Old Un!" exclaimed Ravenslee, "that's a very remarkable verse!"
At first these nerves are like coarse twine, but they divide and divide until they become as fine as threads of white silk almost as fine as the stronger part of a spider's web and they go all over the body, reaching to the very tips of the fingers. The first pair of nerves goes to the nose, for smell; the second to the eye, for sight; and so on for hearing and taste.
In my dream I did not feel at all surprised that Cripple Charlie should have got into the ash-tree, or at finding him there high up among the branches looking at a spider's web with a magnifying-glass.
And so the fine threads diplomacy had been spinning over the Continent for two centuries were ruthlessly brushed away as a spider's web.
"He fell dead on the ground where he stood, and the spider suck'd every drop of his blood." King Thunstone and his whole court were so sorry at the loss of their little favorite, that they went into mourning, and raised a fine white marble monument over his grave, with the following epitaph: "Here lyes Tom Thumb, King Arthur's knight, Who died by a spider's cruel bite.
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